[Vickie sits down while Bruce stands, nervous. He wants to tell her something, but he's not sure how to say it.]Bruce Wayne: You know my life is really complex. You know how a normal person gets up... and goes downstairs and... eats breakfast... kisses somebody goodbye [Bruce stares off in the distance, but his arms move as if to kiss someone goodbye], and... goes to a job [he makes a pushing motion with his hands, as if someone going out a door], and... [hrmmph]... you know?Vicki Vale: No.

Batman: He's psychotic.Vickie: There are some people who say the samething about you.Batman: What people?Vickie: Well lets face it, you're not exactly..."normal" are you?Batman: It's not exactly a "normal" world, is it?

Boss Carl Grissom: Is that you sugar bumps? [turns around to see Joker in the doorway]. Who the hell are you?Joker: It's me. "Sugar bumps".Grissom': Jack? Oh, thank God you're alive! I heard you been...Joker: Fried? Is that what you heard? You set me up over a woman. A WOMAN!!! You must be insane. [Laughs][Grissom reaches for a gun]Joker:(Pulls out gun) Don't bother.Grissom: Your life won't be worth SPIT!Joker: I've been dead once already. It's very liberating. You should think of it as...therapy. (steps forward)Grissom: Jack, listen...maybe we can cut a deal.Joker: Jack? Jack is dead, my friend. You can call me... [steps into the light to reveal his gruesome grin] Joker. And as you can see, I'm a lot happier. [Laughs]

Harvey Dent: We've received a letter from Batman this morning. "Please inform the citizens of Gotham that Gotham City has earned a rest from crime. But if the forces of evil should rise again to cast a shadow on the heart of the city, call me."Alexander Knox: Question: How do we call him?Commissioner Gordon: He gave us a signal!

Batman: I tried to save you.Joker: You idiot! You made me, remember? You dropped me into that vat of chemicals. That wasn't easy to get over, and don't think that I didn't try!Batman: I know you did. [punches Joker in the stomach]

Anchorwoman: Six new deaths, with no clues to the Joker's deadly weapon.Anchorman: And what is the pattern? Food, alcohol, or beauty and hygeine product? Cologne, mouthwash, underarm deodorant?Anchorwoman: Or worse yet, there maybe no pattern. The search goes on through Gotham's shopping nightmare.

Bruce: I know who you are. Let me tell you about this guy I know, Jack. Mean kid, bad seed, hurt people.Joker: I like him already. (laughs)Bruce: You know what the problem was? He got sloppy, then crazy. He started to lose it. He had a head full of bad wiring, I guess. Couldn't keep him straight up here. He was a kind of guy who couldn't hear a train until it was two feet from him. You know what happens now, Jack? Well, he made mistakes and he ended WITH HIS LIGHTS OUT!! YOU WANNA GET NUTS?!! COME ON, LET'S GET NUTS!!Joker: Tell me something, my friend. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?Bruce: What?Joker: I always ask that to all my prey. I just like the sound of it.[Joker shoots Bruce]